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I'm alone, you know
all I've got is this
heartbeat in my hip and it's sipping time
from the tock of the ticking clock on the wall adjacent to the
window;
a few filthy innuendos are serving themselves some of my pie,
and a mob of zombie liars are rioting (rotting) on my doorstep.
and what am I to say?
'make yourself at home'?
all I've got is this
heartbeat in my hip and it's sipping time
from the tock of the ticking clock on the wall adjacent to the
window;
a few filthy innuendos are serving themselves some of my pie,
and a mob of zombie liars are rioting (rotting) on my doorstep.
and what am I to say?
'make yourself at home'?
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MR. HYPNOTIC
Downward he leans,
trying to get a little closer
to what he really wants to see.
Two inches from my cheek
I feel the heat
of his skin; I smell
the powdered-fresh fields pulse
off him and through a shared air; I feel
his body edging dangerously close,
killing the space between flesh and flesh.
His whispered words
along the helix, wisps
hot breath, forcing me to turn.
Our eyes locked,
focused,
drowning in pools
with no ways to escape.
He laughs, and the trance
between us broken, we fall
slowly back into our bodies
where we belong. We began to meld
into one person, who worries very little
of the world around. Peace conquered
the
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Mr. Gilbert
So here we are again,
Doing the same as we did before,
Waiting for the bell to ring...
Maybe today you'll do something.
We sit here waiting to be told what to do,
You sit there and tell us to stop talking.
You sit there and wonder why we do nothing,
We're waiting for you to do something.
So here we are doing nothing again...
Have you always done this before?
Have the others before sat waiting for you
Waiting to be told what to do?
Waiting for you to stand up and teach
While you were just biding your time?
Did they just sit waiting for the bell to ring
And waiting for you to do something?
So here we are again,
Same as we will hereafter,
Sa
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Why..?
I loved you, you loved me.
Why did you have to leave me?
I don't understand, I still don't.
You left this world, without letting me know.
Never getting to see you one last time.
Nor putting my arms around your neck to hug you.
The bond I had with you, will never break.
Even if your gone, I will always cherish our moments together.
Cherish the days I rode upon your back.
Where I feed you, watered, bathed, even exercised.
Ever moment we had together, I will cherish always.
Will I ever meet you again?
I hope so, mostly in my dreams.
Will you visit me there?
Taking me on long rides.
I wish I could have saved you.
Like you have saved my life
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- I do rather despise liars.
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We all despise liars, I guess. Too bad only some of us can turn this feeling into such a great poem 